chapter 208
208. That’s Not How War Works (14)
“If you cut in line, I’ll send you to the back row. Did you understand?”
“Yes!”
Where are you cutting in line? I stirred the large pot with a mithril shovel to prevent the ingredients from sticking to the pot. It’s a little disappointing, but at least this much will work out.
Are others doing well?
I slowly turned my head to look at the soldiers who were just like me, stirring the contents of the pot with a large ladle. I left it to you to do some cooking, but I’m not sure if it turned out delicious.
Of course, I haven’t been able to eat properly for a long time, so unless it’s not very tasty, I’ll just eat it without paying attention. At least that’s what I thought.
That’s because I was like that on a deserted island.
There was a time when I would eat anything I could put in my mouth. I’ve eaten poisonous mushrooms and rotten meat, but I’m still alive.
After shaking off the dark past that had surfaced again, I focused on cooking again.
Soldiers were waiting in line for their first hot meal in a long time. I shouted as I poured the stew into a bowl using a shovel that had been modified to have a concave center.
“I have no intention of arguing, so just take whatever they give you.”
No one would think of being a dog to me in the first place.
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“It’s nice to have a full meal after a long time.”
“Did it fit your mouth well?”
“Have you ever cooked in bulk before?”
I shook my head in response to Kalinz’s question. I’ve made it for about 5 people, but it’s a bit hard to call it mass cooking.
“It was just a moderate hit. Since the ingredients are so good, if you season it just right, it becomes edible.”
“Well, I’ve been scraping up all the good food ingredients… “
While chatting, we stare blankly at Principal Merlin and the wizards setting up a portal. If the level of difficulty was moderate, I would like to copy the magic circle so that Elisa could learn it, but it seemed like it would be impossible for someone unfamiliar with magic.
Maybe I should learn some magic later.
In games, magic is something you can do by just pressing a button, so if you know some magic in real life, you might find it useful. Lue’s magic is so foreign even by this standard that it’s difficult to reference…
…The magic used by Lue was probably a new magic included in the true ending DLC.
So, it seemed like a true ending, but the true ending DLC was a mystery to me, so there was nothing I could do about it.
To put it bluntly, if I had watched the ending DLC all the way to the end, this wouldn’t have happened. Wouldn’t they have gathered up the hidden elements by now and replaced them with Harpas and all?
Of course, the problem is that you have to survive on a deserted island for 10 years.
Maybe the uninhabited island was also an additional location for the True Ending DLC…
“You look like you’re worried.”
“It has to be that way, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, right…”
Kalinz muttered an answer and looked up at the sky. Unlike the barren lands of the West, the night sky, which had now become quite dark, was filled with moist stars stuck to the black drawing paper.
“… I want to see my granddaughter’s face her quickly.”
“We will capture Harpas and send it to you as soon as possible.”
“Hehe, thank you. But how were you planning to catch this guy who showed no signs of showing himself?”
“I have a way.”
“There is a way?”
“Is that really true?”
When did Principal Merlin come again? I looked at Principal Merlin, who quietly walked over and joined the conversation. Principal Merlin stroked his beard and urged me to answer with curious eyes.
“It’s a little imperfect, but there is a way.”
“Incomplete?”
Okay. Imperfection. This method requires resorting to gambling and expedients.
A method in which the risk of failure is so great that one cannot dare to predict it, and the return of success is unknown.
In the worst case, failure could end up being a failure and a war could end up being a war.
“Yes. Since it is a method that requires knowledge that is not easily accessible, it is closer to gambling.”
“Hoo.”
I feel the eyes of the two old men focused on me. They both seemed really curious about the method I came up with.
I paused for a moment, took out an old book from my arms, and spoke.
“Do you know how to summon a devil?”
“What?”
In general, the ritual of summoning the devil was considered taboo, and if caught, it was a very dangerous thing that could ruin even a noble family’s fortune.
However, those who try to summon the devil have always been on this continent.
Because there were few people who could refuse the sweet fruit of ‘granting a wish in exchange for something.’
From parents who have lost a child to those seeking to fulfill a simple desire, those who summon the devil offer a price and make a wish to the devil.
Even though I know that the end is destruction.
…Was said in the original work.
“Are you sure you want to summon Harpas?”
“That’s right.”
“…Are you out of your mind?”
“I am perfectly sane.”
I expected it to sound crazy, but the reaction was more serious than I expected.
“Summoning demons is prohibited by imperial law.”
“It would be much better to go out of your way to find it… But since you probably didn’t say it without thinking, let’s hear why. Why did you think you had to use that method?”
“Harpas will not reveal himself easily. They’re probably waiting for the moment when we get tired or have no choice but to split up. Before that, we have to hit the player.”
“There must be another way.”
[That’s right. Contractor, please do not perform the demon summoning ritual because it is too dangerous.]
“We can’t be tied up here indefinitely.”
I have to protect Karina, and Principal Merlin has to protect the academy. And although Kalinz has nothing to do, she still wants to see her granddaughter quickly.
…I don’t think Geren will care much.
“But summoning a demon is too dangerous. Don’t you even know how to do it in the first place?”
“There is a way to find out how to summon Harpas.”
I took out an old book from my arms. A book I brought from my room at Yeomyeonggwan. This was the key to conquering Harpas.
“What is that book? I feel an unusual energy-“
“The principal has probably heard the rumors. This is the grimoire that makes wishes come true.”
“What…?”
“That actually existed?”
The two people stared at the old book I took out with shocked faces. Was it to determine the truth of the rumor? I put the grimoire in my arms and opened my mouth to prepare for any unexpected disaster.
“Using this grimoire, you will be able to summon Harpas without much cost.”
“How do you know if the grimoire is real or not?”
“Headmaster Merlin would know, wouldn’t he? “The magic flowing through this grimoire.”
“Huh. It is true that it contains tremendous magical power, but…”
Principal Merlin looked like he had not yet let go of his doubts. If you think about it, it was natural.
A grimoire with the power to ‘make wishes come true.’ Is that actually possible? Is this a wish that can only be achieved by paying a price to a transcendent being like the devil?
Of course it does.
Because there was a scene in the original where it was actually used and it could have been used. Of course, due to the nature of the game, the use effect was a reset ticket that resets characteristics and skills up to 3 times in one round.
Since this is reality, my wish will probably be granted just as I wish.
However, this grimoire may have been the first principal’s distorted personality, or perhaps wishes require a price, but he did not take kindly to making wishes.
Because it grants wishes in a twisted way called the ‘monkey hand.’
“I plan to make a wish with this book and receive help.”
“I guess we could find a way to summon Harpas that way. Still, wouldn’t it be better to find another way? Through that grimoire.”
“I think so too.”
There were two opposing views… It was quite expected. But I had no intention of looking for another way.
It may be considered arrogance, but if things turn out the way I thought, we can have a clear advantage in this war.
“You have a face that doesn’t even listen to what I say.”
“If things go as I think, we will be able to defeat Harpas as quickly and reliably as possible.”
“…It’s so reckless. Even if it takes time… “
“Merlin. Mr. Kalinz. Were there any ordinary things I did?”
Bringing together veterans, destroying the fortress, and rebuilding it were not ordinary tasks. The two people reluctantly nodded their heads at my words.
“Still, if it becomes dangerous, I will intervene.”
“Thank you for your permission.”
“…First of all, we need a secret space.”
“Look, Merlin, are you really planning on giving permission?”
“Kalinz. I’ve been watching Lord Quartz. He chose only the most likely option in any situation. At least I don’t think he came up with this idea without thinking.”
“Her. I’m still against it. “It’s too dangerous.”
[That’s right, contractor. Why not just find another way?]
…Are you worried about me too?
“Under! “If you summon a devil or anything else, I will beat you up!”
“Geren? When did you come?! And you probably know how serious this matter is!”
…When did Geren come? We gathered here on purpose without Geren and Pierre.
Surely Archbishop Pierre is coming too?
“Just keep your mouth shut for now.”
“I don’t listen to orders from those weaker than me!”
No, this human?
“Geren. This is a very important matter. “Can you please keep quiet?”
“I do not listen to orders from those weaker than me…”
“Isn’t Geren a person who makes his wishes clear? “Didn’t I help you relieve your boredom by training in the mountains by bringing it to the West so you could hone it in real life?”
“Hmm, but…”
“Geren. If it weren’t for me, you would have spent your whole life training in the mountains. Since we have provided you with such a great opportunity, isn’t this also silver?”
“You’re not wrong!”
“So can you just turn a blind eye this once? Instead, I will leave the vanguard to Geren.”
“Hoo! Okay! I wonder if this Geren can’t listen to a request from a sprout with a bright future! Got it!”
…After.
This works.
Since we somehow succeeded in silencing Geren, what’s next…
“…If there is even the slightest hint of danger, I will stop you.”
“Thank you.”
Is persuasion over?
I adjusted my grip on the shovel I was carrying on my back.